Moving Cattle

The gents decided to bring some of their herd back to the family farmyard before the weather gets worse. Me and Little Green, my wee Taurus, were called into service to head the cattle off at the pass should they decide to head north rather than following Scott's truck from one pasture to another. But they followed him, the Pied Piper of Cows, and I didn't even have to get out of the car.